In an exclamation, the imp jumped up the wall again, screaming all the way, and the pupil chased closely behind, not relaxing at all. Xiaolan couldn't keep up with their speed, so she circled around the edge of the crowd, constantly making "hiss" threats to protect the villagers who gathered together.

Seeing that these two little guys were so spiritual, and they were not afraid of the little ghosts at all, although the villagers' hearts beat to their throats, they gradually calmed down, and the formation was not chaotic.

Guo Yunxiang held a few talismans in her hand, kept spitting on them, and always faced the little ghost around the inner circle, blocking its route to pounce on the villagers.

There was an angry roar outside, and Hua Hongying ran in with his umbrella, chasing the little ghost scurrying around the wall, jumping up and picking up the umbrella. His umbrella was full of talismans, and when he was hit, it hurt the little ghost a lot, and the little ghost didn't dare to approach him. It's a pity that he can't reach it at all.

After two more laps of running, the two of them and the two beasts did not leak, coupled with the phantom pupil following closely, the little ghost had no chance at all, and jumped to the gate with a strange scream, looking at the posture and preparing to run.

At this moment, a figure flashed at the gate, and Ding Xiaocong appeared!

He carried a heavy bag of hemp on his shoulder, which contained half a bag, and slumped over the threshold, opening the pocket to the imp.

In fact, Ding Xiaocong came just now, and after seeing that the situation inside was stable, he did not rush to show up, but calmly waited for the opportunity, and now the opportunity has come!

The little ghost had already hit the gate at this time, its speed was too fast, and its inertia was also large, and it was too late to change direction in the face of the open sack mouth.

With a "tom", the little ghost plunged into the sack, and immediately let out a heart-rending scream, at least 100 decibels, piercing people's eardrums. It rolled wildly in the sack, kicking and scratching "tom-tom" like a beast in a sleeve.

"It's caught!" Ding Xiaocong spat viciously, pushed his left knee down, grabbed the mouth of the bag, pulled out a rope, and Ma Malali circled twice and tied it to death.

After tying up the sack, Ding Xiaocong took two steps back and wiped his sweat, this one is no problem.

The imp was still frantically struggling in the sack, scratching desperately, but the sack was so tough that it was difficult to scratch through. And if you want to calmly grasp a place, there is no chance, this bag contains half a bag of glutinous rice, the yang is strong, it is buried in the rice, as if a person has been thrown into a carbon fire, and the pain is unbearable.

The sack was tumbling violently, Guo Yunxiang and Hua Hongying Qian all came around, wanting to get started, but were stopped by Ding Xiaocong, "Let it make a fuss, after a while, it should stop." ”

Although the body of this little ghost is alive, the soul is dead, pure yin, and the yin qi buried in the glutinous rice will be quickly lost, and it will soon be powerless.

After a while, the struggle inside became weaker and weaker, and the strange screams that were originally sharp and not like human voices gradually became hoarse, and the voice of a child could be heard, and there was a crying tone.

The little ghost is about to be tamed, and when the time comes, its malignancy will be completely neutralized by glutinous rice, and it will also die completely, without the need for human action.

Hearing the terrible cry of the child in the sack, the villagers in the village office looked at each other, and they couldn't imagine that Bao'er, a little boy who looked so cute, was actually the murderer who killed two people and three lives in the village.

Everyone has seen the scene of that terrible murder, and the most vicious beast can't do such a thing.

But it was almost over, and the movement in the sack was getting smaller and smaller, and Bao'er was barely struggling, crying on her last breath.

Just when everyone's hearts were gloomy, suddenly, an unexpected situation happened.

There was a loud cry outside the village office, and two figures ran over, but it turned out to be the old couple of the Zhou family, seeing them coming, Ding Xiaocong's heart tightened - it's broken!

The two old men each held a sickle in their hands, and the old lady threw herself on the sack, crying loudly, "My treasure", while cutting the rope at the mouth of the sack with the sickle. The old man stopped in front of the old lady, simply put the sickle across his neck, stomped his feet and cried: "Whoever of you comes, I will not live......"

The two of them came so suddenly that no one stopped them, or ...... I can't stop it at all.

Stunned, the rope at the mouth of the sack was cut, only to hear a "tom" sound, exploding the glutinous rice all over the sky, the little ghost rushed out, the speed reached the limit, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Ding Xiaocong reacted to what had happened, and was so angry that he scolded: "Riding a horse, chase!" ”

The three of them hurriedly followed the guy and chased him in the direction where the imp fled.

Let go of the grandson, the old couple was soft, they all collapsed on the ground, the sickle in their hands was thrown aside, and the two old men beat their chests and cried: "We're sorry for the villagers, you can kill me, kill me......"

The villagers looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Guo Yunxiang had instructed them not to move the place no matter what, and they still gathered together and did not move, sighing for a long time, how could this be.

The figure outside the door flashed, Jiang Bai appeared, she seemed to have been delayed by something, and she didn't come until now.

Seeing the scene in front of the door, Jiang Bai immediately guessed what was going on, and his brows furrowed. But it had happened, and she didn't blame the old couple anymore, but squatted down, handed them something, and asked, "Do you know whose thing it is?" ”

Jiang Bai was holding a small bottle, about the same size as a perfume bottle, crystal clear, in the shape of a seated Buddha, containing half a bottle of viscous light yellow liquid.

The old couple is now in good order, wiped their tears and looked at it, and the old lady sighed: "This is my daughter-in-law's thing, she brought it from her mother's house, saying that it is a Buddhist card, she is a native of T country, and believes in the ...... of Theravada Buddhism."

Jiang Bai nodded and put the bottle away.

For example, if a child dies in the family, and the parents are reluctant, they will ask the monks in the temple to use the child's oil to raise his soul and take it with him all the time.

But now this bottle is empty, there is no soul, and it is certainly not used to hold ghosts, and the specific function is unknown. However, Jiang Bai still asked something unusual, it turned out that Xiaoyun turned out to be a native of T country, and it is no wonder that the evil spell of raising a little ghost is only left in Southeast Asia today.

"Why, your son would marry a daughter-in-law of country T?" Jiang Bai asked again.

"This ......," the old lady wanted to say, but she couldn't help but grieve and began to cry.

The old man kept sighing, "We don't know much about the baby's affairs, he can marry whoever he wants, Xiaoyun's girl is also very good, I didn't expect it to be like this......"

Looking at the two old men who were so sad that they couldn't help themselves, Jiang Bai sighed helplessly, stood up and faced the heavy night outside the door, it seemed that they couldn't ask anything here, so they could only wait for Shallot to come back and contact Zhou Tong.